In this world, everyone's martial soul is different, and it can exist in almost any form. It can be an animal, an object, or something particularly special.

Mo Luoyun's martial soul is very special, and when he first awakened, he couldn't tell what kind of martial soul it was. With the cultivation of Mo Luoyun's soul power, his martial soul did not show any characteristics, and in the past five years, his martial soul has been a mystery.

Until today.

Mo Luoyun looked at the tricolor heaven in front of him, oh no, it might be more appropriate to describe it as a tricolor galaxy. After Mo Luoyun used his soul power to reactivate this cup of tricolor heaven, the stars that were almost invisible were now like entities, constantly flickering with the flow of liquid.

"It's beautiful!" Mo Qi couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect your martial soul to be related to the stars." ”

"I didn't expect that either." "But why didn't it show up at all before?" ”

"Xiao Luoyun, didn't you really know what your martial soul was before?" The strange old man said.

Murloyun shook his head.

The strange old man thought for a while and said, "Your martial soul has not been stimulated before, it is very likely that it is a martial soul mutation, and it is an extremely special mutation. You yourself have to subconsciously hide it, and it can only be revealed with age or special stimuli. The Tricolor Heaven you have made today has reached the artistic conception, which means that the level of your spiritual power has surpassed your current cultivation. When the soul power also reaches the same level as the spiritual power, your martial soul may be revealed. From this point of view, if you want your martial soul to really show, maybe you have to really become a soul master. ”

"Strange old man, I didn't expect you to know so much." Mo Qi couldn't help but look at the strange old man, he usually doesn't show anything, but he didn't expect to understand this.

"That is, my name of Master Mu is not blown." The strange old man was smug.

Meloyun fell into deep thought. A true soul master is to truly have his own soul ring. Due to his weak talent, he was only level 10 in soul power at the age of eleven, and he had not yet obtained his own soul ring.

There is a hurdle for the soul master every ten levels, and this hurdle will hinder the improvement of the soul master's soul power, which is equivalent to a lock, and to open this lock, what is needed is the soul ring. The source of the soul ring is the soul beast. Soul beasts, like soul masters, are also based on soul power, constantly cultivating to strengthen their own strength, without the restriction of one hurdle per ten levels of soul masters, but they have their own cultivation system.

At present, Mo Luoyun, who is at the tenth level of soul power, all he needs is to obtain his own soul ring from the soul beast.

"Melloyun, didn't you say that you were going to attend the Holy Spirit Ceremony this time? You have to fight for it, and become a soul master in this move. Mo Qi saw the thoughts of the contemplative Mo Luoyun and reminded him.

The strange old man suddenly laughed strangely and said, "Hey, girl." I remember, didn't you participate in the Holy Spirit Ceremony last year, why haven't you broken through to the Great Soul Master yet? ”

Mo Qi's face turned red, and he said angrily: "It was an accident, this girl will definitely break through to the Great Soul Master this year, and then you won't be able to suppress me with your title!" ”

"I remember you saying the same thing last year." The strange old man touched his chin and said.

"Humph! It's better than just being a great soul master for the rest of your life. Mo Qi mercilessly uncovered the scar of the strange old man.

The strange old man's soul power is level twenty-nine, and he has not broken through for many years, and it has always been a pain in his heart. And the title of the soul master of the twenty-ninth level is the Great Soul Master, and above that are the Soul Venerable, the Soul Sect, the Soul King, the Soul Emperor, the Soul Saint and the Soul Douluo, and of course, the Title Douluo that countless soul masters have pursued and longed for.

However, the strange old man didn't care about Mo Qi's words in his heart, but said: "Even if I am just a great soul master, if I really want to call it, you don't want to call me Master Mu now." ”

"You will be your Master Mu for the rest of your life!" Mo Qi no longer paid attention to the strange old man, turned to Mo Luoyun and said, "Mo Luoyun, my father should be back tomorrow, let him take a look at your martial soul again, and by the way, tell you about the Holy Spirit Ceremony, and strive to break through to the soul master this time." ”

"Okay." Murrayon agreed.

The strange old man tasted this cup of three-color heaven that reached the artistic conception and left satisfied, not picking and choosing as he did with Mo Qi at the beginning. On this day, most of the customers were regular customers as usual, and their tastes were not as picky as the old man, and Mo Luoyun did not make cold drinks like the three-color paradise.

The next day, it was Sunday.

Last night's snow seemed to be heavier. When the morning came, Mo Luoyun and Mo Qi had to pick up a broom to clear the snow from the front of the store, and then start the business for the day.

When it was almost noon, a burly figure appeared in front of the cold drink shop. The man's face was angular and his expression was cold and resolute, giving people a feeling that no one should approach. However, when the boys and girls in the store saw him, they all showed joyful expressions.

"Daddy!" Mo Qi ran to the man with joy, opened his arms, and hugged the man tightly, and the man's cold face melted, revealing a rare gentleness.

"Master." Mo Luoyun, who had been packing up some cold drink ingredients, also put down what he was doing, walked up to the man and shouted respectfully.

This man is Mo Qi's father and Mo Luoyun's master, Mo Xing.

The image of the ink shop does not match the cold drink shop, and it is hard to imagine how the appearance of being close to the people can attract those customers who come to visit. Perhaps because Mojia Town is a little special, and the people who come here are all old customers, the cold drink shop of Moxing will have a certain reputation in this area.

Mo Xing quickly learned about yesterday's events, but that cup of three-color heaven had been solved by the strange old man, and it was a little unrealistic to let Mo Luoyun make another cup.

"Unleash your martial spirit." Mo Xing said to Mo Luoyun.

"Yes, Master."

Generally, there will be great changes in the release of martial souls by soul masters, such as the owner of the beast martial soul will be beastified at the body, and the owner of the weapon martial soul will use the soul power to manifest the artifact. Mo Luoyun's martial soul was released, but only the soul power on his body became active, and it seemed to have no change on the surface.

"Don't resist, I will use my divine sense to enter your sea of consciousness." Mo Xing said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, he gently pressed his right hand on Mo Luoyun's forehead, and motioned for Mo Luoyun to close his eyes.

When Mo Xing's divine consciousness successfully entered Mo Luoyun's sea of consciousness, a look of surprise appeared on his face for the first time.

In the sea of consciousness, which should have been a chaotic sea, as if it had been opened up by Pangu, countless stars constituted a vast sea of stars, and in the center of the sea of stars, an imprint with complex patterns and patterns floated quietly on it. As the stars shine, the imprint seems to be constantly breathing.

"It's ...... Starry Sky Martial Spirit? ”